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Claim: Queer as Folk US, Brian/Justin
Title: Fresh Feeling
Author: [livejournal.com profile] burnitbackwards
Characters: Brian, Justin
Prompt:07. Love
Rating: NC-17
Length: Short/Medium
Brief summary: This is the fic-half of a vid/fic collaboration. Written with the song "Fresh Feeling" in mind. Not only does it capture Brian perfectly; but it also warms your heart and cements the BJ ship. (make sure to check out the vid as well)


Excerpt:
A year of Saturdays later, he still hasn't left you. You think that maybe you're starting to get used to the idea that he won't, but you know it's stupid to hope for something you can't guarantee. You're always going to be a fuck-up, halfway through the countdown to self-destruction, and you can't expect someone like Justin -- someone normal -- to stick around through that forever. You want him to, though, even despite the fact that it feels so selfish; Justin could have anything, be anything and with anyone, and still he chooses to stay here.

You used to let him think that it was you that didn't want to be with him, but he's smart enough to have seen through that facade long ago. Whenever that ugly, self-deprecating side comes out of you, he doesn't run away like a hurt, petulant child anymore; he holds his ground, and you often catch him looking at you like he's wondering if you're insane for thinking he'd ever leave again.

Link to the story: Fresh Feeling


Claim: Queer as Folk US, Brian/Justin
Title: Their End May Know
Author:[livejournal.com profile] bigboobedcanuck
Characters: Brian, Justin
Prompt:21. Epiphany.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium
Brief summary: s4 cancer fic. The interaction between Brian and Justin is heartbreakingly beautiful and I can definitely see how this might have happened on the show.

Excerpt:
“Brian, drink some water.”

My heart skips a beat and I feel a thrill of adrenalin course through me at the sound of his voice. I open my eyes, and Justin is kneeling before me. Wiping my face with the wet cloth, and holding an open bottle of water.

I don’t deserve this.

Link to the story: Their End May Know
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